Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 984 I Can't Take It
Away from a patch of broken tiles, Mo Xiaowan's heart skipped a beat when he heard it.

Thinking of Jiu'er on the bed, my brain became hot, and I really wanted to smash the third brother who was sleeping on the rope with a broken tile.

But if you think about it carefully, the third brother's temperament that doesn't suffer, let Jiu'er go to bed early, don't squeeze Jiu'er when he has a bed, and sleep on a rope, he is sick!
Besides third brother's martial arts, how could he not know that someone sneaked in?

My uncle took me to watch the excitement in the cold weather, and Mo Xiaowan knew that there would be a wonderful show in the future.

Sure enough, there was a muffled hum in the darkness.

A hazy fire was lit in the room, Mo Xiaowan looked down through the tile hole, Xie Qianmei and Jiu'er turned into cool midnight ghosts, tied up the three thieves and stuffed their mouths with torn socks.

The three big men first looked at Xie Qianmei with terrified eyes.

When he smiled majesticly, an obsessed look appeared on their faces.

She felt a swirl in her eyes, sucking them in.

"She's a princess, you all pounce on her and take her hard, and you can get a lot of money afterwards, so fly away!"

Xie Qianmei smiled evilly, and reached out to touch the chests of several men.

"The princess likes a strong man, you have to hit her hard and hard, you will cry and cry, you know?"

Those men nodded in unison like puppets who had lost their souls.

"Baby, take the torn socks out of their mouths, that's fine."

After Xie Qianmei finished all this, she obviously felt very tired and exhausted.

Jiu'er took off the torn socks from the mouths of those big men, and helped him up with a look of distress: "My lord, are you okay?"

"And the strength to throw them into Qin Xuanyan's room."

Controlling three people with soul-hunting at once, and hanging out with Jiu'er for a day and a night, Xie Qianmei's feet were a little vain.

Xuanyuanchen rubbed Mo Xiaowan's head lightly: "Stay obediently, the king will be back soon."

Mo Xiaowan looked at his third brother's move in surprise, and couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

Spiritualism?
God!

Such crooked kung fu really exists in this world.

She was still in deep shock, Xuanyuanchen had already flew into the window, while setting up a strong man, he sneaked out of the window.

The corners of Mo Xiaowan's mouth twitched.

Following the shadows of Xuanyuanchen and his third brother, he moved to Qin Xuanyan's courtyard, and saw her crawling and writhing like a snake through the half-closed window.

The time the window was opened and closed, Xuanyuanchen and Xie Qianmei had already thrown three black-clothed men who looked like wolves and tigers into it.

She smelled fishy like a cat, pulled her clothes uncomfortably, and writhed even more.

Those three men had already fallen under Xie Qianmei's soul-hunting technique, and Qin Xuanyan was as beautiful as a flower, with protruding front and back, and was writhing on the ground wearing only a shirt.

The clothes were torn, her chest and shoulders were half exposed, and the white flowers on her chest were very dazzling.

How can a few big men who have been affected by the soul-destroyer be able to bear it?
Together they rushed towards Qin Xuanyan on the ground.

Through the half-open window, Mo Xiaowan was surprised to see that one rushed directly to tear Qin Xuanyan's shirt, and the other watched her revealing her white and tender feet, nibbling along her toes all the way up.

There is also a big guy who directly occupies her face and upper body, and another big guy riding on her body...

The scene is unsightly!

In fact, for a woman, this is really too miserable.

It was too miserable to bear to look directly at.

But Mo Xiaowan has no sympathy for Qin Xuanyan.

(End of this chapter)